Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

Chapter 47

"Lin Senyun, crawl out like a dog."

In the No. 20 eighth row at the front of the mission hall, Yang Xuanzhen suddenly appeared, and put down an extremely arrogant sentence.

"what…"

Hearing this, Lin Senyun was stunned on the spot.

And the several inner disciples sitting around this person also looked at Yang Xuanzhen in unison, with incredulous expressions on their faces.

A mere outer sect disciple with the eighth layer of physical body is so unscrupulous, could it be that his mind was trapped by the door?
Everyone thought so.

But so what, it has nothing to do with them, just watch the show quietly.

After a while, Lin Senyun came back to his senses, fixed his eyes on Yang Xuanzhen, and said solemnly: "Boy, are you talking to me?"

"Are you deaf?"

Yang Xuanzhen lowered his head and glanced at him, and said lightly: "I told you to crawl out of this hall, don't you understand human speech?"

"Hahaha!"

Lin Senyun seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, he leaned forward and backward laughing, tears came out.

This situation is like a beggar who ran to the palace and said to the emperor: Get out of this palace quickly. Only in this way can I forgive your crimes.

It's not only funny, it's ridiculous.

But in the next moment, Lin Senyun couldn't laugh anymore.

"You talk too much."

As soon as these words fell, Yang Xuan really moved.

He stretched out his big hand suddenly, as if breaking through the clutches of nothingness, and slapped Lin Senyun across the face.

"you…"

Lin Senyun was startled, he never thought that the opponent would attack suddenly, he stretched out his right arm hastily, trying to block Yang Xuanzhen's fierce slap.

Snapped!
In the next moment, a crisp sound spread around.

And Lin Senyun's whole body was thrown to the ground by Yang Xuanzhen.

If it weren't for the fact that the floor here is made of special materials and is extremely strong, I'm afraid a big hole would be smashed out.

"hiss…"

This turn of events caught everyone around by surprise, they quickly looked down, and suddenly, couldn't help but gasped.

At this moment, Lin Senyun was supporting his body with his left arm, lying on his side on the ground, his right arm had been completely twisted into a twisted shape, with dense white bones protruding from his sleeve, making him look extremely pervasive.

Especially the injury on the opponent's cheek was the worst, the jawbone was sunken in a large area, both eyes were put together, and blood gushed out as if it didn't cost money.

A slap, just a slap.

Lin Senyun, an inner disciple, was beaten and maimed by the eighth-heaviest outer disciple.

What power is this?
Even compared to some of the best in the inner sect, it's not too much, right?
Moreover, this kid's attack was fast and ruthless, without the slightest sense of measure in his attack, it was completely beating people to death.

People like them, when fighting for positions in the past, no matter how angry they were, they would at most beat them up with black noses and swollen faces.

But this kid didn't play the cards according to the routine at all, and his moves were crippling, simple and rude.

These methods are no different from the magic way.

Not only the people around were shocked, but even some disciples who were vying for futons in the distance stopped their hands one after another, looking at this direction in shock.

Even some people beside Yang Xuanzhen didn't even want the futon they occupied, and got up and walked away from this area with trembling legs.

Ye Suling, Lin Senpeng, Liu Taidou and others who were trying to dissuade Yang Xuanzhen were even more taken aback by this scene and stopped moving forward.

Only Lin Senyun struggled to get up from the ground, staring at Yang Xuanzhen with strong resentment in his eyes.

However, he was still reasonable, and he didn't rush forward to seek abuse, nor did he say a harsh word, but just clutched his broken arm, and staggered back from the place.

Yang Xuanzhen squinted his eyes and looked at the back of the other party leaving, until the other party disappeared completely, then looked away.

In fact, it wasn't that he didn't want to kill Lin Senyun on the spot, but first of all, he couldn't pass the door rule.

And when he had this idea just now, the old man sitting at the top of the hall opened his eyes, took a look at him, and had to give up.

Yang Xuanzhen regained his smile, turned his head to look at Ye Suling and others and invited: "There are kind-hearted people here who have given up their seats for my new disciples. Come and sit quickly. Don't disappoint the kindness of the inner sect brothers and sisters."

"Ah... oh..."

Ye Suling shuddered all over her body, her pretty face flushed like a sequelae, and immediately, she forced herself to walk to Yang Xuanzhen's side, and sat on the futon on the left.

Seeing this, Lin Senpeng, Liu Taidou and others also followed and sat down beside Yang Xuanzhen.

However, their gazes towards Yang Xuanzhen were different from before, with a little awe.

"Senior Brother Yang, you are only at the eighth level of the physical body, and you have such strength. When you break through to the tenth level in the future, you may even be able to break through the Immortal Tower standing in the center of the disaster city. Among them, there is a good ranking." Lin Senpeng flattered.

Yang Xuanzhen became interested and asked curiously: "Oh, what is climbing the Immortal Pagoda? Please tell me in detail."

Ye Suling on the left approached Yang Xuanzhen like a bird clinging to a person, chirping: "Senior Brother Yang, let me tell you, let me tell you, I know a thing or two about this."

"Dengxian Pagoda is a Taoist artifact in the gate, which contains the phantoms of 5000 existences with the most powerful physical body in the past 99 years of our Taiyi Sect, which can also be called clones."

"It is rumored that disciples in the physical state can go to the Immortal Pagoda to challenge, and if any one of them wins, they will get an extremely rich reward, which means..."

Yang Xuanzhen's eyes lit up, then he stood up abruptly, looked down at Ye Suling, and interjected at her, "How about the specific reward, the merit points are pills, or magic weapons?"

What he lacks most now is cultivation resources, and he has to attract people's attention.

"Well...I..." But at this moment, Ye Suling seemed to be blocked by something, unable to speak a complete sentence.

Fortunately, Lin Senpeng took over the quarrel and said with a wry smile: "Senior Brother Yang, the rewards for climbing the Immortal Pagoda are not so easy to get."

"It should be noted that the weakest person among them has the combat power to sweep away the masters in the physical realm. Throughout the century-old history of our faction, there are only a handful of people who can defeat one of the 99 powerful beings in the Ascension Tower."

Speaking of this, Lin Senpeng paused, as if he was sorting out his words, and then continued after a while:
"As far as I know, No. 90 and No. 80 of climbing the Immortal Pagoda are Senior Brother Song Weiyi... No. 20 is Senior Zhao Xuanyi... Fourth is Chen Shouyi... No. [-] and seventh is Wang Tianyi..."

"The tenth person is Senior Brother Wu Renyi... The eighth person is Senior Sister Yan Jueyi... The fifth person is Chi Rongtian's deputy head... The third person is Senior Sister Yanshui..."

"Even, the strongest among them is... is... she... she..."

Lin Senpeng's words suddenly became hesitant, as if hesitating to speak.

"What is this mother-in-law doing? Who is she? Can't tell her?"

Yang Xuanzhen frowned slightly, and asked a question, but he already had some guesses about that person's name in his heart.

At this moment, the old man with white beard and hair at the top of the Gong Chuan Gong Hall finally woke up from his slumber, stood up slowly, and said, "Everyone, be quiet."

As the old man's voice fell, everyone below stopped whispering, and the disciples who were fighting also stopped, and each quickly found a futon to sit down.

All of a sudden, the gigantic Gong Chuan Hall became audible.

"What is supernatural power?"

The old man scanned the audience, his voice was like thunder.

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